(2013)
I bet you can't guess what show I was watching.
It’s not a search For fame or grace, But merely just A change of pace. A dream of
Spray your perfume Until my eyes bleed, All you bring is pain And you’re still what I need. You can dump the bucket
You’re finally leaving Today is the day, When our past feelings Just melt away. The evil glances
Why should I pay for you, After all the work I do? Get off your ass And get to work I won’t help,
The only belief to follow through life is death, This struggle we call life To reach our last breath. The darkness of existence